MidwayLives
"What's your favorite scary movie...?"
| You feel as though your head was struck with a cement block. Your vision is blurry and fading in and out. Finally, after a moment or two of struggling, you shake your head and work to recollect your senses. The room around you is dimly lit with a single lightbulb swinging idly back and forth above you and before you is a series of steel bars. Without touching them, it's unclear if they're electrified or not. Having felt a noticeable weight around your neck, you move your hands up and feel on what appears to be some kind of metal collar that's locked on around your neck. As you continue to move your hands along it, a low pitched beep can be heard and the more you move your hands, the louder it gets and suddenly you decide to cease messing with it. You'd like to be a whole head shorter but not like this. |
| You frown and are clearly displeased with your current situation. You reason that the beeping was meant to signify one of two potential outcome if you continued messing with the collar: It'd harm you with a mild shock or it'd skip the reprimanding shock and simply blow your head apart. As you're not aware of possessing any regenerative capabilities at this time, you decide not to press your luck. As you step closer to the bars but taking caution not to actually touch them, you notice other figures sitting in cells just like yours with collars wrapped around their necks. You call out to them and they ignore you, seemingly focused on trying to find their own way out of here, uncaring of whatever happened to you. You couldn't blame them however. You couldn't care less if they got out of this mess. You were looking out for number one. |
| You look through your pockets and just as you assumed, they're empty. Whoever abducted you and took you here pickpocketed you and then strapped on this collar for good measure. Was this some kind of punishment for what you'd done? If somebody asked you face to face if you saw yourself as a good person? You'd say no in a heartbeat because it'd be the truth. Maybe this was the work of a regime that you'd been paid to work against or somebody with one hell of a grudge and lots of enemies, going off the other occupants, but either way, you were craving answers. Just then, the sound of static reverberating throughout the hall assaulted your ears. You clutched at them in a futile attempt to block out the noise but it was useless. Just then, a distorted yet distinctly male sounding voice replaces the static. "Congratulations on awakening, you lucky few. Some didn't have as great of a reaction to the sedatives used and had to be disposed of. You're free to join them however if you don't listen closely." The voice warns and you immediately snap, demanding answers! Before you can catch your breath from your rant, a violent shock courses through your body. You collapse to the ground, your body convulsing and twitching and the only thought crossing your mind at the moment: Well, at least now you know the bars aren't electrified, the collar has that function in check! |
| You grip onto the bars and slowly pull yourself back up, somewhat grateful that you hadn't landed into the puddle of brown-ish looking water dripping from a busted overhead pipe in your cell. Seems you weren't having the best of luck given you'd been shocked and the other 'prisoners' were laughing at you but given what the voice had said, could have been worse. You could have died. "Now, if we're clear to go without any further interruptions, my agents brought you here to this facility in order to test your skills. I've looked across worlds and seen your talents and one thing you all have in common? You're all damn good at killing others. Professionalism and accuracy like that is just what I'm looking for. You'll have to excuse the rough treatment however." The voice said, referring to the collars. "If I were to simply let you roam around as you pleased, who's to say you'd give the slightest of inclinations as to what I had to say? The collars are made out of a highly durable metal and I'm sure none of you are idiots, barring an exception here and there,(you felt oddly singled out once again)you've no doubt come to the conclusion that the collars will explode upon any attempts at tampering. Don't test it. I've seen it in action, it DOES work." |
| So it's become clear to you why the others here were captured. You included-all likely share the same profession: killing people for a living. Some folks saw it as being no better than a mass murderer or a serial killer but you saw it as good honest work that paid well. Where was the harm in making some big bucks while taking out some scumbag that nobody would miss? Not wanting to be shocked however or have your head blown apart, you exhale in relief as another person demands to know WHY they simply couldn't just be hired like normal. "Why would I do that when this is much more fun? Seeing you forced to work together as a unit while trying to survive on a world that's as far as you know hostile to you? I want to see who survives and who doesn't make the cut. The ones who do? You'll be rewarded handsomely. I can assure you of that." Another assassin cheekily quips if they can ask who the voice is then. "Sorry, but I don't kiss and tell. Besides, if you were to come after me instead of focusing on surviving the threats that await you here? You'll only be dooming yourself and those around you. The latter I'm sure you don't care about but if you're not careful? Well, this facility has quite the numerous amount of defenses situated around it. Getting out of here alive is a much better way to test you all than simply hiring you and placing you in nice cozy rooms until it's time to do what needs to be done. If you need to call me anything, call me 'The Benefactor." |
"Your abilities haven't been tampered with apart from the fact that trying to utilize them in any regard on your collars will be treated as attempting to alter or escape from them and the explosives will be activated and you'll be but another failure among the many before you. Your cells will open momentarily and a guide will come to inform you of your first target to take out and thus the first step to getting those collars off. For your sake, I suggest you bring your A-game and don't disappoint. Good luck!" The voice cut off and the cell doors slid open and you stood out among those around you and you exhale. Before you, a box carrying your equipment raised itself out of the ground. Kneeling down, you open it up and slip your mask over your face. You've never been much of a group player and no doubt you'll have to kill one or two of one of these goons while trying to 'play along.' But for now you've gotta just stomach it and survive! If there was something at the end for all this hassle then you bet you'd do whatever it took to get it!
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| You're not one to explain yourself or give any kind of explanation really. Let the others explain if they want. |
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Character Name:
Age: (MM/DD/YY optional, approximate guess is fine)
Motivation/Fatal Trigger (short version is I want you to think "what would your character want when the job is done(money, girls, whatever their heart desires) and write what comes to mind here. By the beginning of the story all PCs are fresh off being "recruited" for the purpose of testing their skills and seeing if they're worth a damn and the last thing you remember is a dart being shot into your neck filled with some kind of sedative and the heavy thunk of a rifle butt cracking you across the head. You caught a glimpse of your attacker but it was brief(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/...gUIyiibIO4llP3FvibmZ1VMl8U6SLjvtZzVF_Mb4DRVAg) The fatal trigger is what your character holds dear to them(if anything) and if the collars and the risk of them exploding weren't enough to force you to tow the line, threatening this will be. Obviously this will vary wildly from character to character depending on personality and moral alignment, but offhand examples include the allure of greed or material gain, the promise of something they need or want, straight-up blackmail using incriminating information or the wellbeing of a loved one, etc. The only requirement is that it should obviously be a big deal to whoever you're playing, but other than that what's driving them is completely up to you. Creativity is encouraged. This may be revealed IC either as a plot point or at the discretion of the character involved for EMOTIONS)
^Just wanna add onto this that if you don't feel comfortable sharing it in the thread itself feel free to DM it to me! It can stay secret until it's deemed relevant enough to reveal or be made clear in the RP proper(if it takes off!)
World Origin: (Please specify your character's canon/home series.)
Powers and skills: (Give an outline of your character's capabilities. Bear in mind low-powered or even non-super humans are what the story is tailored for; I trust y'all to have common sense when choosing characters and I'm happy to try and work with you on a case to case basis, but I'd rather not over-rely on nerfing so if a character's just too strong I'll ask you to pick again.)-
Equipment: (What kind of weapons, armors, gadgets, etc, if any, does your character have?)
Background: (You all know the drill. Gimme the downlow on what your character's all about. Can be as long or as short as you like, but bonus points for anything that limits how much google research I have to do afterwards-- I like to mold to my players as a GM rather than vice-versa, so you never know what part of a character's history might come up or be plot relevant somehow. If you're playing an OC this should be something comprehensive to compensate for the lack of info sources available, though it's really up to you and how much you wanna involve their story.)-Again, thanks
Gus Gungus
Weaknesses: (What kind of things do your characters fear, or any physical weaknesses?)
